Chapter 28 The Laugh of the Capital
A woman obeys her husband after marriage and her son after her husband's death. Unless there is a wedding or funeral between the two families, she will not easily go to her parents' home even during festivals.
If outsiders knew that Zhou had suddenly returned like this, they might think that she had been mistreated at home and had brought shame to the General's Mansion by going out.
Lin Tingye's eyes were filled with disgust, and his face was grim as he said, "Now that mother's illness hasn't healed, and the family is in a mess again, she doesn't think about sharing her worries with her mother. Instead, she wants to run back to her parents' house for such a trivial matter. How can she behave like a wife of the first wife!"
"Ms. Zhou is so ignorant, no wonder mother has always disliked her."
He looked at Lin Tingfeng, feeling somewhat ashamed. "It's shameful to tell anyone about this, so the fewer people who know about it, the better. I'm not good at riding, so I'd like to trouble you, my second brother, to go to the Zhou family and bring your sister-in-law back for me."
Without waiting for Lin Tingfeng to refuse, he continued, "I have asked someone to prepare some snacks and gifts. You can take them with you later."
Lin Tingfeng nodded and planned to go back to change his clothes before going out.
Just now, when I was fooling around at the desk, I accidentally got some ink on my sleeve.
Before Lin Tingfeng could figure out what to say to Zhuang Shihan, he turned around and met the lively eyes of the woman hiding behind the door.
Seeing that she was discovered, Zhuang Shihan smiled playfully and flew into his arms like a butterfly.
Lin Tingfeng quickly raised his hand to stop her, holding her shoulders with both hands, and said helplessly: "Be good, don't make trouble. There are many people in the yard and it will be bad for your reputation if it gets out."
Zhuang Shihan wanted to say that since she dared to come to the general's mansion, she was not afraid of these gossips.
What she hated most in her life was that men and women of this era always talked about etiquette and rules, and were always dissatisfied with this and that, which was completely feudal.
But she changed her mind and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
No matter how open-minded Brother Feng is, he grew up in such a backward and feudal environment, so it is normal for him to have some old-fashioned ideas.
But it doesn't matter, there is still a lot of time in the future, and she is confident that she can change his distorted values.
Not knowing what Zhuang Shihan was thinking, Lin Tingfeng told her that he was going out to pick Zhou up and bring her home.
"He asks you to pick up his own wife?" Zhuang Shihan was unhappy when she heard that.
She was far away and could only vaguely hear a few words, thinking that something serious had happened in the general's mansion.
Lin Tingfeng couldn't help but frown, "Shihan, big brother is not good at riding, so I, as his younger brother, should do it for him."
"That's true, but my sister-in-law is my brother's first wife after all. As his younger brother-in-law, wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to go?"
"What's inappropriate?" Lin Tingfeng couldn't wait to speak.
He looked at Zhuang Shihan doubtfully and asked, "Shihan, don't you usually despise these tedious rules and tell me not to care about what others think?"
It's one thing to say it, but it's another to actually do it.
His eldest brother's wife went back to her parents' home in anger, but he didn't go himself. Why did he ask him, his brother, to pick her up?
But the character has been established and the words have been spoken. Even if Zhuang Shihan is dissatisfied in her heart, she has to consider Lin Tingfeng's opinion and pretend not to care.
She forced a smile and said, "I've been worrying too much. Brother Feng is right. You should go and get your sister-in-law back soon."
Lin Tingfeng nodded and smiled gently, "Okay, you wait for me at home, I will be back soon."
Zhuang Shihan shook her head decisively and said, "I'll go with Brother Feng."
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng's smile froze a little, "You and I are not married yet, so I'm afraid it's not convenient for us to visit together."
"What's the inconvenience? I'm your fiancée!" Zhuang Shihan looked indifferent.
Without waiting for Lin Tingfeng to refuse, she continued, "Besides, Brother Feng, your injuries haven't fully healed yet. I'm worried about you going alone.
Besides, my sister-in-law went back today in anger. We women understand women best. It would be difficult for a grown man like you to talk to her, right? "
Lin Tingfeng couldn't persuade her and said, "Okay."
*
I went to Zhou's house in the afternoon and lost face in the evening.
In just the time it took to have a dinner, everyone in the capital, from the noble families to the ordinary merchants and common people, knew that there was a princess who was "paying for her" in the Duke Jingguo's Mansion.
Even though she knew that Lin Tingfeng had a wife, she still rode back with him on the same horse, and their attitude was as intimate as a real couple.
Now she is even more shameless in following him around, not only did she go to the general's residence to show off to the wife, she even followed him to his sister-in-law's parents' home.
How much does one hate getting married?
"When I came here, I passed by the Duke of Jingguo's mansion and happened to see their housekeeper asking the doctor to go back. The Duke of Jingguo and his wife must be almost pissed off."
"If I gave birth to such a shameless daughter, I would rather strangle her to death than let her run away and do such despicable things and bring shame to our ancestors."
"The world is going downhill, it's really going downhill!"
"I heard that she even brazenly claimed to be General Lin's fiancée. Madam Zhou was so angry that she sent them away without even inviting them to dinner."
"General's wife is such a good woman, how could she marry such a man? How will she live in the future..."
*
In the private room on the second floor, Song Yanxi picked up a piece of meat that was being cooked in the Boxia restaurant, blew on it, and ate it slowly.
Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to care about what others say.
But Mo Jinchuan clearly saw that her ears moved several times.
After so many years, I never thought that she still loves to watch the fun as much as before.
But compared to her frankness as a child, she has now learned to disguise herself and almost fooled him.
Noticing his gaze, Song Yanxi raised her head and asked, "But today's meal is not to your taste, Your Highness?"
"fine."
The rice in his bowl, barely touched, was not convincing at all.
Song Yanxi frowned, thought for a moment and said, "The taste of Boxia Gong is a bit light. If Your Highness is free, we can go to Shuzhuang for hot pot. Their desserts are also very good."
Mo Jinchuan was amused by her serious look, "This is the first time I've seen a shopkeeper push customers out."
If he remembered correctly, Shuzhuang was a property under the name of Princess Shihan, and was a rival of Juweizhai.
Even if she didn't care about Lin Tingfeng, she shouldn't have been mean to Yin Zi.
"The prince is not a guest." Song Yanxi lowered her head and ate.
Si Genzhu always thought she was too thin, so he ordered the kitchen to cook more warm and nourishing dishes.
Autumn is dry to begin with. If I don’t eat some light food to nourish myself, I’m afraid I’ll have a nosebleed when I go back.
Song Yanxi didn't even look up, and had no idea that her casual words had successfully caused someone to lose control of the slight curve at the corner of his lips, which rose wildly.
She just said that the prince was not a guest.
He was not her guest...
There was a strange feeling in my heart, as if something was about to burst through my chest.
Afraid that the other party could hear the pounding of his heart, Mo Jinchuan picked up the bowl and quickly took two mouthfuls of rice.
Song Yanxi just looked up to pick up some food. Her hand holding the chopsticks paused, and she secretly sighed that she had chosen the wrong dish today.
Seeing that she looked thoughtful, Mo Jinchuan was about to explain when An Yi's voice came from outside the box.
"Master, Mr. Lin... Miss Song should be back."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
